The roots are nearly dead
The stems are weak
The tree that stands
Now has fallen sick

The leaves are wilting
Changing its entire look
There's no chance of feeding
As the frame has shook

The buds have already fallen
As dews made them heavy
No bloom, nor scent of pollen
Nones intention to chevy

We losing plants everyday
We all know how
Plant a tree, they always say
I hope it's not just another show...


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